𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 & 𝐖𝐀𝐃𝐄: 𝐁𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐅

48; don't go

-'🕸 A loud ring echoed through the quiet room, causing Wade to wrap his large arms tighter around the small boy. He knew what that meant, it was time for Peter to go. Wade wasn't sure what day it was so he couldn't really tell weather it was work or school, but he wasn't going to let go.

Peter let an annoyed groan leave his lips, fingers searching for the snooze button. He slowly pushed his body back against his lover, cuddling close to his warm body.

" Please don't go.." Wade whispered gently, pressing soft kisses against the back of his little boys neck. " Don't go.."

" I have to go to school, baby." Heavy lids slipped closed, and he leaned into the warm touch.

" No you don't, you're sick. You should stay home." His voice was muffled behind Peter's neck, large hands firmly grasping at his side's. " with me.."

" It doesn't work like that, I can't ditch school. " Peter mumbled tiredly, receiving a groan from Wade. " How am I supposed to have a future without education?"

" It's not like you don't have an option. I have money, we wouldn't have to work another day in our lives.."

" So I have to rely on you for everything now?" Peter had wiggled his way out of large arms, his brow cocked as he watched the man.

" I didn't say that!" Wade groaned, quickly sitting up. He grabbed at his little Spider as the boy slipped from their mattress. " Peter, please don't go."

" Wade.."

His voice was just a gentle sigh, eyes shut to block out the intense light. The small boy stood up straight, small hands gripping his hips. Wade watched, extending an arm, scarred fingers reaching out to grasp for Peter. The spider only looked of to watch the large hand wrap around his wrist.

" I love you, Peter. Please. Just today?"

" Wade. No."

Wade released the firm grip on his arm, and a frown slipped over his lips. He watched closely as Peter dressed himself, eyes catching the silhouette, his body engulfed by the suns rays. Peter Benjamin Parker was an angel; angry, but angel nonetheless.

The mercenary pulled himself off the bed, tugging Peter's small frame into a large hug. Wade leaned down to press a kiss against his shoulder, as large hands guided from his ass to run fingers against soft skin. Peter slowly pulled away, with a soft noise. He helped Peter pull his clothes on, pushing a large hoodie over his small body.

Peter slowly looked up on him, wide eyes filled with an apologetic glint. The small boy pushed his freckle stained face against his lover chest, pressing a palm against his warm skin. They stood there for awhile, until his second alarm blared through their bodies. Peter jolted back, scrambling for his glasses, frantically slipping the glasses onto his face.

Wade watched as his little boy grabbed his backpack, and jolted out of their large apartment. The second alarm meant it was time to go. It gave Peter fifteen minutes to get dressed.

The mercenary didn't like to be alone, and he especially wanted his baby. Maybe he was being too clingy, and Peter seemed off. Was he okay?

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Peter sat in the back of his class, staring lonely at the clock. He was bored; all his classes were far below his level. He had F's mostly, but if he did his work, could pass every class with his eyes closed. The spider sketched over the desk, drawing his lovers super mask. Petey really, really wished he had stayed home with his boyfriend.

A ball of paper hit the side of his head, he quickly looked up to catch Johnny storm mouthing something to him. He rolled his brown eyes, and reached down to slip the crumpled notes.

Once his eyes fell other the overly sexual, and flirtatious note, he offered Johnny the bird with a warm and welcoming smile. The kind of smile that said; come into my candy house so I can chop you up and eat you, you plump little piece of shit.

Peter didn't, in any way hate Storm. In fact, he loved the meathead with all his heart. Johnny was a fellow superhero, he however didn't know Peter was Spider-Man.

The spider rolled his eyes, taking hos phone out to see Wade's loving texts.

Daddy,jk..unless?: I don't like the way we left things. Let me make dinner tonight?

bbyboy 🕷is typing...
bby boy 🕷: Are you sure? You don't have to.
bby boy 🕷 changed Daddy,jk..unless? to daddy 😻

daddy 😻: Yeah. We should probably talk like an old married couple rather the blow up right?

bbyboy 🕷: Okay. Golden Girls after?

" Mr.Parker?" The teacher called put, causing Peter's head to snap up to meet his eyes. He hated this teacher, he was an asshole. " Care to share why you might be on your phone?"

" Yeah, sure!" The spider hummed, glaring up at the man. His voice mattered with sarcasm. " I was texting my sugar daddy because I need money, and a good dick. How about you?"

A silence fell over the room, except for a loud hyena laughter from Johnny. Peter rolled his eyes,ignoring the surprised glances from his friends. The small boy wasn't usually like this; he was soft, but with all the worrying about Wade? This wasn't the time to mess with him.

" I- well I.."

" you what? Just wanted to call on me because I'm so obviously bored with this class? " Peter snapped, Tony's intolerance becoming apparent in his voice. " Shouldn't you be asking the person you're having an affair with?"

Peter felt bad, but it didn't stay for long. The been rang not too long after, and he had received a text from Wade.

daddy 😻: I'm going to pick you up from school if that's okay? Romantic surprise?

A smile fell over his lips, large lashes fluttering. Wade was perfect. Why was he and at Wade? How could he ever be mad at Wade..

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